The Villa Quotes

“Stop
thinking of yourself as a reflection of what a man saw in you, andbe. I asked you if it bothered you that
people will talk. I wish you'd said the hell with people. Let them talk. It's time you gave them something
to talk about.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Just because I did the proposing doesn't mean I don't want a ring."
"Yeah, yeah, I'll get to it."
"I'll pick it out."
"No, you won't."
"Why not? I'm the one who'll be wearing it."
"You're the one wearing your face, too, but you didn't pick that out, either."
On a sigh, she knelt beside him. "That makes absolutely no sense." But she tipped her head onto
his shoulder as he worked. "When I came here I was scared and angry. Now I'm scared, angry and
happy. It's better," she decided. "A lot better.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Exactly." Taking his time, he rose, pulled her to her feet. "You're really stuck on me, aren't you?"
"Stuck?" Her mouth would have fallen open if she hadn't been so busy sneering. "Please. You'll
embarrass yourself."
"Crazy about me." He slipped his arms around her, chuckling when she pushed against his chest
and arched away. "I saw you today, more than once, standing at the window looking at me."
"I don't know what you're talking about. I might have looked out the window."
"Looking at me," he continued, slowly drawing her against him. "The way I was looking at you.
Wanting me." He nuzzled gently at her neck. "The way I was wanting you. And more." His lips
brushed her cheek as she turned her head away. "There's more than the wanting between us.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“I don't need you by my side. But I want you there. Very much want you there. That, I think, says
more. Means more."
He took the hand she held out to him. "We'll go down. James should be here soon”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Não se pode confiar numa pessoa que nutr uma fé inabalável pelas aparências, e naquelas que se estão a borrifar, acabas por confiar demasiado.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“I'm not your father." He cupped a hand under her chin. He saw the tears brimming, and her
valiant attempt to hold them off. "And neither are you. My being there for you, taking some of the
weight doesn't make you weak. It doesn't make you less, Sophie.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Welcome to my dungeon. It's not much," Linc said as he cleaned off a chair for her. "But… it's
not much." He dumped the files and books on the floor.
"The nice thing about starting at the bottom is, you can't get any lower."
"If I'm a good boy, I'll get my own stapler”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“When he pressed his lips to her heart, she wanted to weep.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“He stopped at the base of the steps, turned her. "You're a good daughter." With a casual tap of his
finger, he tipped up her chin. "And not a half-bad person, as people go."
"Oh, I can be bad. If he hurts her, David's going to find out just how bad I can be."
"I'll hold him down, you skin him."
"That's a deal.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Kids are still up," David commented, noting the guest house was lit up like a Vegas casino. "I'll
have to kill them."
"Yes, I've noticed what a terrifying and brutal father you are. And how your children fear you."
He slanted her a look. "I wouldn't mind seeing the occasional tremble out of them."
"I think it's way too late for that. You've gone and raised two happy, well-adjusted kids”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“She chose a bottle of sauvignon blanc from the kitchen rack and uncorked it. "These are trying times. There have been others, and there will be more." She poured three glasses. "It's essential that we live while we move through them.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“He meant what he'd said about taking her home. His home. When she didn't argue the point, he
figured she was more shaken than she'd admitted.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Because," he continued, skimming his fingers over her cheek, "I'm as crazy about you as you are
about me. That shut you up, didn't it? It's time, Sophia, we started dealing with it instead of dancing
around it.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Tyler, I can recommend a good therapist. There's absolutely no shame in seeking help for mental
instability."
"I'll keep it in mind. God knows I haven't been clear in the head since I got tangled up with you.
We can make an appointment together, after you move in."
"I'm not moving in with you."
"Yes, you are.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“She was trembling, and so was he. Like the first time, he thought. For her. For him. And just as
terrifying and tremendous.
The late winter sun was a white wash of light through the windows. In the silence of the house he
could hear every catch of her breath. When he skimmed his fingers lightly over her, she was all soft
skin and quivers.
"Smooth. Warm. Beautiful.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Well." Eli cleared his throat. He didn't have to talk to Tyler about the ways and means of sex.
Thank Christ. He'd done that deed years before. His grandson was a grown man, who knew about the
birds and bees, and about responsibility. But…
"Holy hell, Ty. You and Sophie."
"It just happened," he said again. "I guess it shouldn't have, and I guess I should tell you it won't
happen again.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Appreciate it." David headed toward the door, paused. "Listen, would you let me know if she
gets… if she starts to get a crush on you. It's probably normal, but I'd like to head it off if it veers that
way."
"It's not like that. I think I'm more big brother, maybe uncle material. But your boy's got a
champion crush on Sophie."
David stared. Blinked. Then rubbed his hands over his face. "Missed that one. I thought it came
and went the first week. Hell."
"She can handle it. Nothing she does better than handle the male of the species. She won't bruise
him."
"He manages to bruise himself." He thought of Pilar, and winced”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Tyler tested it himself and found he agreed with her. "We'll let it age a bit. A lot of things become
what they're meant to if you leave them alone awhile."
"Is that philosophy I hear?"
"You want an opinion, or just somebody to agree with you?"
"I guess wanting both was expecting too much."
"There you go.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“. "I should be home by midnight."
"Dad, I need a car."
"Uh-huh. And I need a villa in the south of France. Go figure. Lights out at eleven," he added as he
turned away.
"I've got to have wheels,”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“You got suggestions for me, Cutter?”
“The first might be taking the chip from your shoulder and the stick from your ass, then we can build a campfire with them and have a couple of beers.”
“Add yours and we could have a hell of a blaze.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Who buys a minute’s mirth to wail a week?”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Venice was a woman, la bella donna, elegant in her age, sensual in her watery curves, mysterious in her shadows. The first sight of her, rising over the Grand Canal with her colors tattered and faded like old ballgowns, called to the blood. The light, a white, washing sun, would sweep over her and lose itself like a wanderer in her sinuous veins, her secret turns. Here”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“This'll do it. Can you see Tereza and Maddy over there getting pedicures and arguing."
"Mmm," Sophia mused. "They disagree about the name for the beauty products we don't even have
yet. I don't know if it's Maddy or the concept, but it's boosted Nonna's morale.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Linc's head came up at the knock on the door. "Somebody ordered a stripper, right? I knew you
guy's wouldn't let me down."
"It's the pizza." Theo leaped up.
"More pizza? Theo, you can't possibly want more pizza."
"Sure I can," he shouted over his shoulder to his father. "Ty said I could."
"I said he could order it for me. He inhaled the last order."
Linc sent Tyler a sorrowful look. "You couldn't arrange for a stripper to deliver the pizza?"
"They were all out of strippers. Shriners' convention."
"Likely story. Well, I hope he got pepperoni at least.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“As she spoke, as she looked out over the garden, Pilar ran a hand absently over Maddy's hair, left
it lying on her shoulder. The gesture made everything inside the girl go warm. And made her sigh.
"What's wrong?”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Her mother would be married by then, and just back from her honeymoon.
Maddy and Theo would be her brother and sister, and back in school. She would be planning her own
wedding, though she'd pressured Tyler not to announce their engagement yet.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Maybe I'm old-fashioned," she repeated, "in this one area. I don't think we should live together. I
think we should get married."
"That's just another…" The words sank in, momentarily dulled his brain. "Whoa."
"Yes, and with that scintillating response”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“If he goes after Sophia's father right after the divorce, then everybody knows he's whacked out
over it." She'd spent some time analyzing it, running theories. "Like if I want to get Theo for
something, I sit back, wait, figure out how to hit him best. Then when I do, he's not expecting it and
doesn't even know why he's getting it." She nodded. "It's scientific, and lots more satisfying."
"The kid's a genius," Ty commented.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“Health and beauty. What next? "Look, kid, I make wine, not skin cream.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa

“When she was settled in the car beside Tyler, Maddy folded her hands on her lap. "I've got two
things I want to ask you."
"Sure. Shoot."
"If I were, like, ten years older and had actual breasts, would you go for me?"
"Jesus, Maddy."
"I don't have a crush on you or anything. I sort of did when we first moved here, but I got over it.
You're too old for me, and I'm not ready for a serious relationship, or sex."
"Damn right you're not."
"But when I am ready, I want to know if a guy would go for me. Theoretically.”
― Nora Roberts, The Villa